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And bear't before him; thereby shall we shadow
Len. It shall be done.
Rosse. We learn no other, but the confident tyrant
Macd. 'Tis his main hope :
Siw. Let our just censures
Macd. The time approaches,
[March.-Eceunt into the Wood, R.
Scene IV.-The Ramparts of the Castle at Dunsinane.
Flourish of Trumpets and Drums. Enter Macbeth, Seyton, and ATTENDANTS, L. Macb. Hang out our banners on the outward walls : The cry
is still “ They come :"-Our castle's strength Will laugh a siege to scorn: here let them lie, Till famine, and the ague, eat them up : Were they not forced with those that should be ours, We e might have met them dareful, beard to beard, And beat them backward home.
[A cry within of women, L. What is that noise ? Sey. It is the cry of women, good my lord.
Erit Seyton, L Macb. I have almost forgot the taste of fears ; The time has been, my senses would have cooled To hear a night-shriek; and my fell of hair Would at a dismal treatise rouse, and stir
As life were in't: I have supped full with horrors
Sey. The queen, my lord, is dead.
Macb. She should have died hereafter;
Enter First OFFICER, R.
1st Offi. Gracious my lord,
Macb. Well, say, sir. 1st Offi. (Kneeling.) As I did stand my watch apon the
hill, I looked toward Birnam, and anon, methought, The wood began to move.
Macb. Liar and slave !
1st Offi. Let me endure your wrath, if't be not so :
Macb. If thou speak’st false,
Comes toward Dunsinane.- Arm, arm, and out!-
[Flourish of Trumpets and Drums.- Exeunt, R.
SCENE V.-A Plain before the Castle at Dunsinane.
Flourish of Trumpets and Drums. MALCOLM, SIWARD, MACDUFF, LENOX, and SOLDIERS, with
Len. This way, my lords, the castle's gently rendered.
Siw. Do we but find the tyrant's power to-night, Let us be beaten if we cannot fight. Macd. Make all our trumpets speak : give them all
breath, Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death.
[Alarums-Exeunt several ways. Scene VI.-A Court in the Castle of Dunsinane.- Alarums.
Enter MACBETH, from the gates.
[Glarums.- Exit, L.
Are hired to bear their staves; either thou, Macbeth
[Alarums.-Exeunt, L Scene VII.— The Gates of the Castle at Dunsinane.
Enter Macbeth through the gates.
"Going to R. Macd. Turn, hell-hound, turn.
Macb. Of all men else I have avoided thee : But get thee back, my soul is too much charged With blood of thine already.
Macd. I have no words;
Macb. Thou losest labour :
Macd. Despair thy charm;
Macb. Accursed be that tongue that tells me so,
(Retires towards the Castle gates Macd. Then yield thee, coward, And live to be the show and gaze o' the time. We'll have thee, as our rarer monsters are, Painted upon a pole, and underwrit, “ Here you may see the tyrant."
# Not to be cut, indivisiile.
Macb. I will not yield, To kiss the ground before young Malcolm's feet, And to be baited with the rabble's curse ! Though Birnam wood be come to Dunsinane, And thou opposed, being of no woman born, Yet I will try the last ;Lay on, Macduff; And damned be him that first cries, “Hold! enough.”
[Alarums.—They fight.—Macbeth falls and dies.-
Flourish of drums and trumpets. --Shouting withir. Enter MALCOLM, Rosse, LENOX, SIWARD, GENTLEMEN,
and SOLDIERS. Macd. Hail, king! for so thou art : the time is free : I see thee compassed with thy kingdom's pearl, That speak my salutation in their minds; Whose voices I desire aloud with mine, Hail, King of Scotland ! AU. King of Scotland, hail!
(Flourish of Trumpets and Drum. Mal. We shall not spend a large expense of time, Before we reckon with your several loves, And make us even with you. My thanes and kinsmer, Henceforth be earls, the first that ever Scotland In such an honour named. What's more to do, That calls upon us, by the grace of Grace, We will perform in measure, time, and place : So thanks to all at once, and to each one, Whom we invite to see us crowned at Scone.
(Flourish of Trumpets and Drums.--Exeunt